Friday, October 21, 2011

She was CAUGHT in a web of spider's silk...

woven extremely tightly in certain spots....
and so loosely in others,
that one could almost FALL THROUGH the vacuous spaces..
SPIRALLING through the atmosphere, as ever...
a MAZE really....
of DESIRES and REALITIES and POLITICAL  hoo haa....
of RELIGION and CHILDREN and TRADITION and SHOPPING MALLS....
and RED APPLES with honey...
And the thing is....
If she turned ONE WAY....
If she OPTED toward a side....
the OTHER could simply disappear....
And so...
she continued, clumsilly, to straddle the line between the two worlds...
She was, in essence, SWITZERLAND for the day......

IS IT ALL RELATIVE ?

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